User blog comment:Thornclaw Braveheart/Arahaven/@comment-2006360-20110523192144

Lawrence: Grog and grayling comin' up! Walks to the kitchens, where the head cook owns a pet frog and a pet newt.

Morrin: Comin' up, comin' up! Pulls a jar of salt from his sleeve, and pepper from the other.

''At the kitchen, Lawrence is about to get some grayling when the pet newt steals a chop of fish. Lawrence picks up a butcher's knife and chases after the newt into the dining hall.'' Come back here, Gingrich! Get back, or you won't get any tea parties!